This happened in 1989 /1990 when we lived in a common tenancy house. I have already written an earlier account about it under the title “NICE TIME WITH A NEIGHBOUR WOMAN” which appears in this very site. I have referred to my sexual happiness with my neighbour lady Soundarya there. I had also said that she left that house when her husband was transferred to another place.

In their portion which is next to us, a new tenant came. His name was Parthasarathy and his family comprised of himself, his wife Alamelu, and two daughters Prema and Priya, his aged mother, and his old aunty. He was basically an astrologer giving predictions from horoscopes, but he also practiced palmistry, numerology, gemmology, namelogy, and vaasthu shastra connected to building construction. He was mostly using the verandah in our house where his customers would sit and hear his predictions. But many times he would also go outside or to an outstation and do special Pooja for his customers to bring them good luck and solace from the evil effects of their horoscopes.

His two daughters were aged about 18 and 19. They were what is known as “savalai” in Tamil, which means the second child was conceived and born soon after the first child, and the age difference is minimum. They were studying in 11th and 10th class, respectively. Both were mature and wore pavaadai (big petticoat) and dhavani (short sari), which is the regular costume for our girls of that age. They were studying in the same school and usually went and returned together. Mostly, they were found together in the house when studying or doing other chores. They would wear the same coloured uniform for school, and even in the house, their dress would be of the same hue. They would also look very similar, with the same height and build. Prema had slightly longer hair compared to Priya, whose hair was more curly. But they would both double-plait their hair and further throw the plaits over their shoulders to the front. So many times one would be confused for the other, and it is difficult for anyone to find the difference between them unless one knew them at least for some time.

They would talk politely, and also, they were a God-fearing type. Prema was a very calm type, and compared to her, Priya was more talkative and easygoing. After they moved in, they became good friends of my sister. (I have two sisters. One was married at that time and was living with her husband elsewhere. Another sister was with us, and having completed her school education, she was idle at home awaiting her marriage for which we were seeing an alliance.)

From the day they moved in, I became interested in them. They also noticed my interest in them and became responsive to me. Fortunately, at that time in our house, though there were totally five families, I was the only young man, and similarly, they were the only two girls of right age. Naturally, we were attracted to each other. I will use every opportunity to see them, and they would also find one reason or other to come within my sight. But in our multiple tenanted house, privacy is next to nil, and so we had to be very furtive in this. However, whenever I was in the house, those two girls would somehow draw my attention to them, and we secretly enjoyed our love look for each other.

These two girls will be mostly found with my sister, and usually, in the evenings, they will sit together and chat. They will also go to temples along with my sister. They were very talkative with my sister and my mother, but with me, they felt very shy, and I was also feeling shy to talk with them. So we avoided talking, and if at all we talked, it was very short and only when essential. Also, as a godown clerk, I had long hours of work, and I remained in the house for a minimum time, so my contacts with them were very few and infrequent.

Further, at that time, we were constructing a small own house in the outskirts of the city. Usually, my father would supervise it, but many times I would also go there to assist him. This also was one reason why I had contacts with them sparingly and sporadically. They will politely call me “anna,” meaning elder brother, and I will address them very generally, and only very occasionally, I used their names.

They were average students and usually many times they asked my sister to clarify doubts in their lessons. Where my sister did not know, she would ask me and I would clarify to them. I then used such chances to talk with them for a longer time. I would elaborately clarify on their doubts, very intensely looking at them and often smiling at them. I took all pains to impress them very much with whatever was my knowledge. They knew my purpose and secretly they relished it. They would raise some more doubts just to prolong my talk with them and encourage me further with their appreciative smiles so that I can go on and on. Many times even if they did not have any real doubt, they would come with some silly doubt and not letting go of that chance I would patiently explain just for the sake of talking with them. My sister understood our game but she would just grin and keep quiet. At times she teased them by saying “his voice is not at all sweet — then why you girls want to hear him more and more — are you not fed up?”. She also teased me by saying “beware of these girls — they want to sleep instead of studying their lessons —because your voice is like a lullaby to them they make you talk more and more to get better sleep”. We enjoyed her bantering very much and laughed joyfully.

They were medium-complexioned and very homely-looking girls. They both had normal-sized bodies. Prema was a little more fair than Priya. Prema had more fully developed and bigger tits, and they were justting very much behind her blouse and dhavani. Priya had more bigger and well-rounded, plump buttocks, and when she walked, her buttocks would sway nicely. They both were nice-looking to me, and I admired both, Prema for her tits and Priya for her buttocks. Though secretly, I lusted for them and wanted to be more intimate with them, yet out of fear of my parents and theirs, I maintained correct distance and decorum with them. Only with my sister, I occasionally teased them by referring to Prema as Breast Girl and Priya as Buttocks Girl (in Tamil Molaikkari and Kundikkari). My sister scolded me every time for it, but then she would also laugh with me later, and we both carefully kept this within us. She understood my desire for them and teased me for it, and I enjoyed it.

On some rare occasions when I was alone with any one girl and we were sure that none was seeing us, I would boldly stare and wink at her. Then she would look away, but I would notice a secretive smile in her face, and it made me happy. At times, she would glare at me and warn me with her finger. But I knew it was done by her in mock anger, and so I would only grin more at her. I was careful not to do such gestures to both when they were together because I felt then they both would get angry with me, and thereafter, both would avoid me. Each girl understood my passion for her (unaware that I was equally interested in the other), and it made her happy in a girlish way. So when either girl was sure that no one was around, she would unnecessarily make some noise or clink her bangles to draw my attention to her, and when I saw, grinned, and winked at her, she would giggle and run away.

In our house, there was a washing stone in the backyard. Once Prema was sitting on it, and Priya was standing behind her, and she was combing and plaiting Prema’s hair. I came to the backyard for some work, and I had to pass Priya. Her juicy buttocks tempted me. I ensured none was noticing us. I pinched her buttocks just once and rushed away from there. Later, while returning inside, I saw her. She glared at me and bit her lips, but she could not suppress her smile when I looked at her with some guilt and fear. Seeing her smile, I became bolder, grinned, and winked at her. She ran away with a giggle.

Later one day, Priya and I were alone in the backyard. I took some boldness and told her, “I am not able to sleep”. She quizzically looked and asked, “Why?”. I grinned and said, “How can I sleep — my mind is always on your big buttocks”. (I said in Tamil “eppadi thoonguvane — ennoda manasu eppavum onnoda gundu kundi maeladhan irukku”). Her face reddened, and she threatened to tell my mother and sister about my misconduct. But I knew it was only a mock threat because while going inside, she went giggling all the way, and she purposely swayed her plump buttocks more than necessary and also purposely scratched them for me to see and feel happy about it.

One day, I left home at 4:30 a.m. for some purpose and returned around 7 a.m. At that time, Prema was in the front of the house, and she was drawing Kolam in the entrance of the house. (In our house, regularly in the morning and evening, Kolam (decorative design drawn in front of Hindu houses with white and colour powder) has to be drawn, and our house being multiple tenanted, each tenant will do it daily on a turn basis (known in Tamil as Murai Vasal). That day, it was their turn.

In the front of the house, there is a verandah, and standing there, I observed Prema drawing Kolam. She was drawing a nice one and was squatting for it. I stood in the verandah and had a side view of her buttocks and tits. Fortunately, none was in the front side at that time, so I ogled her beauty for some time. She observed my look and blushed. Automatically, she pulled her dhavani some more and fully covered her tits. I smiled and said in a very soft voice, “It is very nice”. With some confusion, she said, “What?”. I said, “Yours — it is very nice”. (I said in Tamil Unnodadhu romba nalla irukku). She blushed more because of the way I said “Yours”. It carried double meaning in the sense that it referred to the Kolam she was putting and also to her tits where I was staring. I quickly added, “I say about your Kolam only” so that my double meaning would not be lost to her. She went red in the face and said with mock anger, “Anna — go away or I will call mother”. I immediately left from there, but I could hear her soft giggling, which gladdened my heart very much.

Later, when I went to the backyard, she was there sitting and cleaning vessels. I lingered for some time looking at her body, and she noticed it and blushed. Then she furtively looked around and, after ensuring none was there, she looked at me and bit her lower lip and gestured a warning signal with her forefinger. I smiled and winked, and she lowered her eyes. I left from there because I sensed someone was coming.

In our house, other than us, there were four other tenants. Bathrooms and toilets were in the backyard. The backyard was actually two portions. “Backcourt” is a covered portion (known in Tamil as Kottam), and the backyard is an open portion (known in Tamil as Puzhakkadai). Three bathrooms were there in the backcourt, and in the backyard, three toilets were provided. These will be commonly used. In the backcourt, a water well and a corporation water pump were provided. In the open backyard, a washing stone was put. Washing of clothes and vessels’ cleaning will have to be done there only. (Only very small vessels like coffee tumblers can be cleaned in the backcourt.) A small tin sheet-clad garage was also there in the backyard for dumping unwanted things. Men will normally bathe near the water well or in bathrooms, but women will only use bathrooms. Bathrooms had ventilators through which the open yard could be seen.

When men use bathrooms, usually, they will not shut the ventilator doors, but women will always shut them when in use.

One day I was bathing in the bathroom, keeping the ventilator open. Prema came to open the yard with some vessels for cleaning. She sat and cleaned them, and sideways her tits were in my view. I stopped bathing and stared at her tits for some time. Then I rattled the ventilator bars to draw her attention. She saw me and averted her eyes. A minute later, she saw me again, and I grinned. She again lowered her eyes. When she saw me again, I gestured her to come inside the bathroom. She glared at me, and I winked at her. She bit her lips and gestured me to go away. I grinned some more and, taking a little water, I threw it out of the ventilator, and the drops fell on her. She took a ladle and gestured to beat me with it. I grinned broadly and again gestured her to come to me. I then took some boldness and gave her a flying kiss. She blushed and averted her eyes. Thereafter, she did not look at me, and I then finished my bath and went away.

After this, on a few occasions when possible, I gave her flying kisses. But though she smiled, she did not respond. But after many such attempts by me, one day she caught my flying kiss with her hand and pressed it to her bosom. I was thoroughly overjoyed with her response. It took a few more days till she responded with her flying kiss to me. All the while, we were very careful to escape attention.

Then I gave flying kisses to Priya one day. Unlike Prema, she immediately smiled and in return gave me a flying kiss. Thereafter, I started giving her flying kisses many times.

Then one day while I was in the bathroom, Prema came with a few clothes for washing. Through the ventilator, I drew her attention to me, and she smiled. Then I got bolder and showed fucking gesture to her with my fingers. Her face reddened, and she immediately averted her look. Though I waited for some time looking at her, she did not look at me at all again, and I left afterwards.

Later, once when I was able to get a few minutes alone with Prema, I asked her, “Are you angry with me?”. She said, “You should not show ugly signs to me”. I said, “Then why do you exchange flying kisses with me?”. She replied, “Because it is alright”. I asked, “How”?. She said, “We like each other, so it is proper”. I grinned and said, “See — we are lovers — lovers will fuck — so we should also do it”. She blushed and shyly said, “Marry me and then do it”. I said, “I will definitely marry you — but not now — you know my position”. She replied, “Then kindly wait till that time” and left that place.

A few days later, on a Sunday afternoon, I went to the backcourt to get water from the well. At that time, Prema was sitting there. In that place adjoining the bathrooms, there was a very small room where ladies having menses would have to stay. This room was called “dhooramana room”, and the Tamil term “dhooramana” refers to ladies in menses. In our custom, such ladies are considered unclean and have to stay a little separately, and only very small children can be with them. They have to stay there till their menses is over, and after taking a bath, they can enter the house. Sometimes more than one lady could have menses, and in such times, only one lady could stay in that small room, and the other lady would have to stay in the verandah close to that room. If none stays in that room, it will be kept locked. If anyone happens to stay in the verandah, after they take a bath and enter the house, the verandah will be cleaned by them with cow dung and cow urine for purification.